Larder story

We could not find Marzipan, she leaved without a trace…  We called her many times but we could not find her… I was shouting: “Marzipan, dinner!” I could hear her whine from the larder. What I said was: ” Is anybody there?”  “No-no-no,  nobody” It reminded me of  the Winnie the  Pooh: Must be somebody there because somebody must have said: “nobody” so I opened the door,  she was there. We were happy about  her.  She is a foodfreak and wanted to eat something but promised not doing it again. I don’t believe in her…